I couldn't hold back the moans anymore and I loudly expressed my pleasure. He brought himself down and I could feel his tongue swirling and flicking m... clit in a rhythmic yet completely random motion that kept me guessing what he was going to do next. I ran my fingers through his hair and as I did so pressed myself into his exploring tongue. "Yes!" I cried out throwing my head back. "Oh God Yes!" I held back from the way my body was trying to send into an orgasm. I knew the longer I waited the. Flex reached out to kiss him softly; Ernesto forgot to close his eyes; he wanted to see everything. The kiss was soft and gentle and in many ways atypical of most of kisses Ernesto had ever shared with someone. Usually the men he was with were closeted, intent on proving their masculinity, on dominating the proverbial white boi behind closed doors, playing up the thug/Mandingo role. He let his eyes close gently, experiencing the kiss with the rest of his senses. He could smell the clean. Since her divorce she's been exploring all her wildest kinks. I was one of the lucky ones. Dimly lit home at the end of the road was my destination. A lone porch light was my guide. A red light. Reminded me of my younger days in Germany. All I asked of Glo was that I was the last man of the night. I wanted her sloppy. When the door opened she was smoking a Marlborow Red, dangling from her succulent, red lips. She wore only knee high leather boots. I could see cum oozing from her pussy, I hoped. They gathered up their picnic gear, and resumed the trek to the waterfall. They were never so happy to finally arrive and throw themselves into the pool. Emmeline was already a good swimmer and was once again in her element.Hannah had taken charge of her little sister to splash and play water games while Nathan and Kathy reverting to their ritualistic, mutual bath. They had discovered how to press oil from cocoanuts which they substituted for soap. It was slick, smelled good, and seemed to feel.